*6 months ago* (June 27th 2025)
It was the day of graduation, a day i had long been waiting for..
I woke up that morning feeling alot; i was happy, i was nervous, and i was scared about what my future would look like.Things weren't really looking good for me at that moment in my life but, i was glad that i'd finally be leaving elementary school.
To me, school was a warzone, a battlefield where there'd be little to no survivors, a place where betrayal was a daily special, and i..i was just happy to finally leave all that behind me and move forward with my life.
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Getting my clothes on for the day, i hurriedly ran into my living room, fearing that i might miss the school bus. I rushed to put my lunch in my trash of a bag, and i ran out the house with my little brother following suit.
We boarded the bus, tapped the shiny tab thingy with our bus-card thingy..and away we went. It was my last day on the bus, and I surely won't miss it.
Arriving at the front of the school, i said my goodbyes to the driver, then tripped on my way out of the bus. Spotting my classmates, I was already waiting for the day to be over with..I don't really like them, but I don't not like them.
If you know you know type shii
Anywaysssss, the day was not as bad as I thought it'd be, not as rowdy and noisy as other days, just tolerable nonsense from little kids. Most of the class didn't even stay throughout the day, they went home to get ready for the graduation. It was just me and a few other grade 8's, but the 7's were still around.
It's a shared class, in a portable of a catholic elementary school based somewhere in Ontario, Canada.
As the day went on, the more kids left to go prepare for graduation.
I could honestly give less shits cuz, I didn't even have my graduation clothes ready, which says a lot, because that has been the subject of topic since the start of the year.
The class got so empty to the point all we did was play and roam around the school. The teachers weren't even so bothered about that because they were sorting out things and making emotional speeches to let us off. I'm pretty sure they're happy to let us go, we weren't what you call little bundles of joy, and to be honest, i'm happy that our teachers will have peace for a while before they carry on another bunch of ungrateful brats.
The day went by fast, and I actually had fun, I finished my grad hat, got my grad hoodie, signed a few shirts, played blooket in French class and almost landed the podium, let my French teacher know how coooool she was (she's the best out there although I don't remember her name. She's pretty too, verrry pretty), by then I had a 300 day streak on Duolingo and I promised to never break it..(that was such a lie, I broke it a couple times but I still have my streak, 396 days on duolingo), I played around with the class, jumping around, parkouring on tables, and arguing about stupid stuff, I also went to the other class to go get my markers from some kids (Molo forgot to bring the black one to school, but I forgive him), and after that, the rest of the class and I, went over to a younger grade to watch a movie( I barely remember anything from that, cuz I kept sleeping off), and then back to my class, I got a freezey, and a pizza, both soooo very cold, but it's all good, no hate.
Finally, my day was ending, and I really am gonna miss my class, most of all my teacher.
Her name is Wilson..Miss Wilson, she's the best teacher out there...the second best teacher out there, and I love her verrry much, she helped me through a lot, from my first day as a transfer student, to my last day as a graduate. I cried a lot, but not in front of the opps. Can't be losing Aura, can't be found lacking.
I said goodbye to the friends i'd made, and I didn't realize hownfxfghj much they meant to me, especially the ones in the 7th grade. Tristan, Catelaya, Johan, The racist Indian who is also verrry homophobic and reminds me everyday that i'm going to hell, funny how I miss him the most.
There were random kids from other classes too, the ones I had small talk with, they are the best. The little kids especially, the ones in kindergarten, so innocent and nice, I almost balled my eyes out at the sight of them. Too bad we were separated by iron bars,which is low-key a cage in a way. I took a few unpermitted photos of my friends with stupid Snapchat filters, and finally, I made a run for it. Off the school grounds and onto the bus I went, I made my exit very dramatic, and it wasn't even the last day of school..
I joined the line to bus 667 (SiX-sEvEn), and i waited. The older kids are always the first on the bus for some stupid reason, I don't even know why we do that, it doesn't matter if its a snowy day, or a scorching one, the little kids are always the last to board the bus, which I find unfair. It does make sense though, that is because the older kids seat in the back of the bus, and the little ones at the front, which makes everything easier, but morality wise...It just doesn't make any sense at all. And that's why I always wait for everyone one to get on the bus before I get on, but not today.
Today, I was actually first in line, I was so done with this shitty school, and all I wanted to do was get home, throw my stuff off me, and lay on the chair in only undies and clean socks(to watch a movie of course).
It was very rowdy, it is basically the last day of school, after today, it really doesn't matter if you come or not. I boarded the bus, and so did the other 8th graders following suit. I was almost at my seat when two classmates came over. One from my class, and the other from Mrs. Fischers. Their names were Joanna and Angel. They were really nice to me when I joined that school, but we did have a few moments that weren't too great.
I was soo confused on why they were coming up to me, and I hoped with everything in me that I wasn't the one they were coming up to. I was sooooooooooooo wrong.
Joanna: Heyyy! Charissa, how're you doing?
Angel: Hiiii
Me: I'm good. What about you? what's up? (I stammered)
Joanna: Nothing much, just checking in on you.
Angel: yea....sooooooo..ummmmmm..somebody likes you
Me:...
Joanna: Yea someone does. Do u wanna know who?
Me: NOPE
I really wasn't interested in humans. They're all scum of the earth.
Joanna: ARe YoU SuRe?
Me: YEAAAAAAA
I really just wanna go home, i'm sure it's just some horny 6th grader. Fuck them anyways, they're horrible.
Joanna:...
Angel: ok, byeeeee
Charissa: Byeeeeee
That conversation ended very fast, and I was really happy about that.
On the ride home, I got lost in my thoughts about who that secret admirer might be, and what was so special about me.